In the shadowed chamber of the Grand Healer, Ariyana, the gracious mother of the Emperor, knelt on all fours atop a cushioned mat.
Her dark green gown was hiked up to her waist, exposing the smooth, rounded curves of her ass. At thirty-seven, her body was a vision of mature sensuality, and the candlelight accentuated the tautness of her skin.
The Grand Healer, a man with silver-streaked hair and a commanding presence, stood behind her, his robes parted to reveal his thick, erect cock.
There was no pretense of ritual here—just raw, unspoken desire. He had already tugged her undergarments down, leaving her pussy and asshole bare, her folds glistening with arousal.
Outside, Joana, crouched against the wall, her breath shallow as she peered through a narrow crack of the window.
Her heart pounded a mix of disbelief and morbid fascination rooting her to the spot. She had followed the gracious mother,
But nothing had prepared her for this—her child's grandmother, so regal and composed, offering herself so openly. Joana's fingers trembled against the rough wood, her mind reeling as she watched the scene unfold.
The healer's hands gripped Ariyana's hips, his voice low and teasing. "Which hole do you want my life liquid in, Ariyana?"
"Both… please," she replied, her voice thick with need, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Ohh…"
He smirked, his fingers trailing over her slick pussy, rubbing the swollen folds until she squirmed. "Let's start here," he murmured, spreading her lips to reveal the pink, wet center. "Fuck, you're already dripping." He teased her clit with his thumb, eliciting another moan from Ariyana—"Mmm, yes…"
—before sliding two fingers inside her. Her pussy clenched around him, warm and tight, and she pushed back, craving more.
Joana's breath hitched, her cheeks burning. The gracious mother, moaning like that? It was unthinkable. Yet there she was, her ass raised, her pussy glistening as the healer's fingers worked her. Joana wanted to look away, to flee, but her eyes were locked on the sight, her own body betraying her with a faint, unwelcome heat.
The healer withdrew his fingers, his cock twitching as he positioned himself behind her. He pressed the thick head against her pussy, rubbing it along her slit to coat himself in her juices. "Here it comes," he grunted, and with a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed inside. Ariyana gasped, a loud "Ohhh!" spilling from her as his cock stretched her, inch by inch. Her pussy gripped him tightly, the slick walls yielding to his girth.
He paused when he was fully seated, letting her adjust, then began to move—steady thrusts that made her ass jiggle softly with each impact.
"Ohh… yes, deeper," Ariyana moaned, her fingers digging into the mat. Her hips rocked back to meet him, eager for every stroke. The healer's hands roamed her ass, squeezing the firm flesh as he fucked her, his cock sliding in and out with a wet, rhythmic sound. Her pussy was so wet it coated his shaft, glistening in the dim light each time he pulled back.
Joana's heart raced, her mind a storm of shock and confusion. The gracious mother's moans were so raw, so unrestrained. She had always seen her as a pillar of dignity, but now, watching her take the healer's cock with such hunger, Joana felt her worldview shatter. The way her body moved, so fluid and responsive, was almost mesmerizing. Joana's thighs pressed together, a pang of guilt mingling with her unwanted arousal.
After several minutes of steady fucking, the healer slowed, his hands moving to the hem of Ariyana's gown. "Let's see all of you," he said, and with a swift motion, he pulled the fabric over her head, tossing it aside. Ariyana was now completely naked, her body bared to the flickering light. Joana's breath caught as she took in the sight of the gracious mother's form.
Her full, heavy breasts hung beneath her, the dark nipples hard and prominent, swaying with each movement. Her waist was trim, flaring into wide hips, and she had a perfectly rounded ass that seemed sculpted despite her age. Her skin was flawless, glowing with a sheen of sweat, every curve accentuating her status as a true MILF—lush, fit, and undeniably sexual. Joana had never seen a body so commanding, so effortlessly alluring, and it left her stunned, her mouth dry.
Ariyana seemed unfazed by her nudity, her focus on the healer's touch. "Fuck me again," she urged, her voice a sultry moan.
She stretched her ass cheeks as if inviting him. Her action stretched her pussy and ass hole and made her inside visible.
"Ohh, please…" He obliged, gripping her hips and thrusting back into her pussy with renewed vigor. His cock plunged deep, the angle allowing him to hit a spot that made her cry out—"Yes, right there!"—her breasts bouncing with each forceful stroke. Her pussy clenched around him, the wet sounds of their coupling louder now, mingling with her constant moans. "Mmm… ohh… so good…"
The healer's pace grew relentless, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. He spread her ass cheeks, exposing her tight asshole, and teased it with his thumb, circling the puckered ring. "Ready for this one?" he asked, his voice rough with arousal.
"Ohh… yes, now," Ariyana gasped, her body trembling with anticipation. He pulled out of her pussy, his cock slick and throbbing, and pressed the head against her asshole. He pushed slowly, stretching her tight ring as she whimpered, "Mmm… ohh, slow…" The head popped inside, and she moaned louder, a mix of pleasure and strain—"Ohhh, fuck…"—as he sank deeper, inch by inch until he was fully buried in her ass. Her asshole gripped him like a vise, the sight was obscene yet captivating.
Joana's hand flew to her mouth, stifling a gasp. The gracious mother, naked and taking the healer's cock in her ass—it was too much. Her body, so perfect and exposed, seemed to radiate a raw, primal energy. Joana couldn't reconcile this wanton figure with the woman who presided over the court with such grace.
Yet the way her breasts swayed, her ass quivering with each thrust, her moans filling the air—"Ohh… yes, fuck my ass…"—made it impossible to deny. Joana's own body betrayed her, a pulse of heat between her legs she tried to ignore.